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Phish Album


Farmhouse (05/16/2000)
05/16/2000
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The Inlaw Josie Wales
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First Tube
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Driver (Japanese Edition bonus track)
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Mist (Japanese Edition bonus track)
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Welcome this is a farmhouse
We have cluster-flies, alas,
And this time of year is bad

We are so very sorry
There is little we can do
But swat them

She didn't beg
Or not enough
She didn't stay when things got tough

I told a lie
And she got mad
She wasn't there when things got bad

I never ever saw the northern lights
I never really heard of cluster-flies
I never ever saw the stars so bright
In the farmhouse things will be all right

Woke this morning to the stinging lash
Every man rise from the ash
Each betrayal begins with trust
Every man returns to dust

I never ever saw the northern lights
I never really heard of cluster-flies
I never ever saw the stars so bright
In the farmhouse things will be all right


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I spoke your name for many days
Pronouncing it in several ways
And moving letters all around

And when you heard the end result
I told you it was not my fault
If you were here more of the day
It wouldn't twist around that way


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There've been times when I wonder
And times when I don't
Concepts I'll ponder
And concepts I won't ever see

God isn't one of these
Former or latter
Which did you think I meant?
It doesn't matter to me

Bug -- don't need it
Bug -- don't feed it
My thoughts faded
It doesn't matter/overrated

Cold in my hand
In a country pool
Standing and waving
The rain, wind on the runway

Spending or saving
Credit or debt
Which did you think I meant?
Nothing I see can be taken from me

Bug -- don't need it
Bug -- don't feed it
My thoughts faded
It doesn't matter/overrated


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When I jumped off I had a bucket full of thoughts
When I first jumped off I held that bucket in my hand
Ideas that would take me all around the world
I stood and watched the smoke behind the mountain curl
It took me a long time to get back on the train

Now I'm gone and I'll never look back again
I'm gone and I'll never look back at all
You know I'll never look back again
I turn my face into the howling wind
It took me a long time to get back on the train

See my face in the town that's flashing by
See me standing in the station in the rain
See me running there beside the car
I left it all behind me and I've traveled far
It took me a long time to get back on the train


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Things have fallen down on me
Heavy things I could not see
When I finally came around
Something small would pin me down
When I tried
To step aside
I moved to where they'd hoped I'd be

Vanessa calls me on the phone
Reminding me I'm not alone
I fuss and quake and cavitate
I try to speak and turn to stone

Tilly reaches through my vest
To do the thing that she does best
She probes and tears my ventricles
And steals my one remaining breath

Things have fallen down on me
Heavy things I could not see
When I finally came around
Something small would pin me down
When I tried
To step aside
I moved to where they'd hoped I'd be

Stumbling as I fall from Grace
She needs my vision to replace
Her ailing sight throughout the night
Leaving two holes in my face

Mary was a friend I'd say
Until one summer day
She borrowed everything I own
And simply ran away

Things have fallen down on me
Heavy things I could not see
When I finally came around
Something small would pin me down
When I tried
To step aside
I moved to where they'd hoped I'd be


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Mama sing sing when she gotta jibboo
Papa sing gotta jibboo
Mama sing sing when she gotta jibboo
Papa sing gotta jibboo
Mama sing sing when she gotta jibboo
Papa sing gotta jibboo
Mama sing sing when she gotta jibboo
Gotta jibboo and you keep on drinking too


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I'd like to live beneath the dirt
A tiny space to move and breathe
Is all that I would ever need

I wanna live beneath the dirt
Where I'd be free from push and shove
Like all those swarming up above

Beneath their heels I'll spend my time
I'll wriggle in the earth and dew
And sometimes I will think of you

And if you ever think of me
Kneel down and kiss the earth
And show me what this thought is worth


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Piper, Piper, the red, red worm
Woke last night to the sound of the storm
Her words were words I sailed upon


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I can't describe the feeling when
I'm in my bed asleep and then
I wake up with a vision blurred
And all my efforts are deterred
To reconstruct this image lost

There're certain things my mind won't do
And even though they're very few
The image glistens like a gem
Repairing is not one of them

So I'm awake though in my mind
The image that so unrefined
Is calling to me from the deep
Tempting me to fall asleep


. . .

The Inlaw Josie Wales

[No lyrics]

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If you can heal the symptoms
But not affect the cause
It's quite a bit like trying to heal
A gunshot wound with gauze

If you instead attempt to wrest
The pistol from the hand
Then I would not be able to
Equate my life with sand

Flowing through the hourglass
Pushing through the funnel
Turn once more while racing
All your siblings for the tunnel

Slide and let the silicone
Embrace you as you fall
Then bounce and land you let
Your brothers crush you to the wall

I would choose my own religion
And worship my own spirit
But if he ever preached to me
I wouldn't want to hear it

I'd drop him, a forgotten god,
Languishing in shame
And then if I hit stormy seas
I'd have myself to blame


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First Tube

[No lyrics]

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I'll tell you about the driver who lives inside my head
Starts me up and stops me and puts me into bed
He opens up my mouth when it's time for me to talk
And fires up my legs when he wants me to walk

Keeps my eyes open for most of the day
Adds to my memories the things that people say
When he makes decisions I don't have to wait
But sometimes it seems that he's got too much on his plate

Like this morning when I woke up and he dressed me in this shirt
That looks a little ragged where he dragged me through the dirt
I'm moving through this life and I'm thinking about the next
And hoping when I get there I'll be better dressed


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Several times unconsciously I've stumbled on the path
And seen a mountain in the mist
Rain falls on my shoulders, sun rises in the east
I'm worn and bruised but I am here at least

I guess I'm just an obstacle a thing to overcome
If I can sneak around myself again I'll know I've won
The moment seems to hand and float before me with no end
'til I'm released awaken beasts I'm on the road again

And now I'm soaring far too high
A fleck of dust up in the sky
Where tiny clouds go sailing by
Pull me down today


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